Asking for poetry on the grave?

What the hell is this supernatural story?

Everyone looked at the innocent Qinghuan blankly, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"Wait...... Grave ...... I seem to remember...... That one is buried in the Wanjia Mausoleum? At this moment, there was a guy in the crowd who didn't think it was a big deal, and suddenly spoke.

"That's right! I still remember that this little girl was able to come to Hopewell College because of that ...... Dreaming? Someone suddenly patted his head and exclaimed!

"And more! When Dean Zhao accepted the apprentice, he had to accept this girl as a disciple of that one, and he was only willing to be an uncle? Someone recalled and muttered to himself.

"I'll just say it! Who else in this Great Xia can make such a poem! "Someone brings up the old story.

“……”

In the midst of the heated discussions, everyone's faces became whiter and paler.

- Most of the people here, except for those disciples and disciples, know the truth about Wen Sheng's death.

If you want to say that the dignified Great Xia Wensheng is really inexplicably dead, he will show his spirit to Qinghuan at this time, and maybe it can be reduced to a beautiful talk.

But the key is...... Not really!

This one was obviously cut off by Wu Yong's head!

If there is any spiritual manifestation in this, it is not a beautiful talk, it is a supernatural thing.

Everyone's eyes looked at Wu Yong, the state pastor, and only looked at this lord of a state, looking at his nose and nose, and his heart without any different colors.

So the private discussion became more and more bizarre.

In the end, a terrible conclusion was reached.

- Qinghuan went to Mingshan to ask for poetry, but the one who wrote the poem was the Great Xia Wensheng who had already landed on the ground!

In an instant, the atmosphere on the birthday became eerie.

Everyone immediately seemed to have no other thoughts, their eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Only Zhao is the first.

Suddenly revealed.

"Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach life to promise...... It turned out to be him? ”

It's just that he muttered in a low voice, and few people heard it, and even if they did, they probably didn't know what he was muttering.

An interlude, a faster end.

With the arrival of the last Qinghuan, the birthday banquet of Zhao Weixian, the principal of Hop Tak College, officially began.

The musicians play the sheng, the disciples toast on the ground, and the bigwigs are staggered, so lively, so happy.

At the end, all the guests were full of food and drink, bid farewell to Zhao Weixian, and drove the carriage.

Only the Shenwu King was left, and he entered the back hall with Zhao Wei first, and only after two quarters of an hour did he come out.

The wind and snow are fluttering, and the hour is already in the afternoon.

The birthday banquet is over, and the guests are on their way home.

Hop Tak College has regained its original purity and elegance.

But Qinghuan was privately called away by Zhao Weixian.

As soon as she entered the door, she asked her if the person who wrote the poem was the mausoleum keeper who was called an adult by Qinghuan.

Qinghuan didn't hide it, and nodded yes.

Zhao Weixian nodded slightly when he heard this, and said that he would let Qinghuan talk to him next time he went to Mingshan.

Qinghuan responded and retreated obediently.

But Zhao Weixian's face became solemn after Qinghuan left.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out a bloody, wrinkled object.

He let out a long sigh and was speechless for a long time.

Compared with the birthday banquets of other big names in Jinling.

The birthday of Zhao Weixian of Hop Tak College can be described as extremely low-key.

Except for the guests, most of the people in Jinling don't know.

Therefore, for many ordinary people and low-level officials, they don't even know about it.

But this does not include the new director of the Major Criminal Division, Director Chen.

As the position that replaced the original Qi Yu'an with merit, he was in charge of the chief of the arrest of thieves in Fuze City.

Director Chen was originally going to go to Hede Academy with the order of the Great Criminal Division to celebrate Zhao Weixian's birthday.

But he didn't go.

Why?

Naturally, it was because there was a case.

Fuze City, Odori Martial Arts Hall, there was a bloody case.

The owner of the hall and the wife of the hall owner died in the martial arts hall last night.

Let Mr. Chen have a headache!

Of course, it's not that the case is hard to solve.

On the contrary, the murderer was quite clear.

That night, I heard that it was the eldest son of the Bingshen Division who was drunk, and when he went to the Datong Martial Arts Hall, he suddenly had itchy hands and wanted to go in and live two tricks.

This soldier is in charge of the affairs of Jinling's soldiers and horses, and his commander Li Jianan is a military general who followed King Shenwu on his expedition to Mobei, and his courage is unparalleled.

His children have been riding horses and archery since they were young, and they are proficient in everything, and they can draw stone bows when they are teenagers, and now they are even more outstanding in martial arts.

Li Jianan is old and has a son, and he loves this child very much.

But as the saying goes, a loving father loses his son.

And what's more, it's a state soldier's command?

Therefore, this calendar starts from the hour, and it is called a rampant and domineering, and there is no one in his eyes.

For example, he likes to ride horses and shoot arrows everywhere on weekdays, and I heard that not long ago, he also used an old farmer in the suburbs to collect medicine as a deer and shot him with one arrow.

In the end, because of Li Jianan's huge power, it was over.

Getting back to the point, I had to go through my life last night, drank wine, entered the Datong Martial Arts Hall, and wanted to compete.

But between this competition, there was an accident.

I don't know if it's confiscated or what, anyway, this fate has killed people.

The disciple of the martial arts hall immediately reported to the official.

Because it involved a homicide case, and the perpetrator was the son of the soldier, Director Chen had to put everything aside and rush to the scene of the crime.

But this time, I only saw the horrible corpse, the bones were broken, the flesh was pierced, and the death was not visible.

And that fate, but it has long been picked up by the people of the military staff department, and it is missing.

So angry that Director Chen called a seven-trick smoke!

"Principal...... What's going on? A clerk asked cautiously.

The Military Staff Division, one of the eight major divisions of Jinling, is in charge of military power, and in terms of combat effectiveness, I am afraid that only the Prison Division can overwhelm it.

If this is an ordinary soldier ruffian who commits a murder, the Great Punishment Division is not afraid, but it is the son of Li Jianan!

It made the officials feel a pain in their heads.

Murder, according to the law, is a capital offense!

But the dignified soldiers will sit back and watch their sons go to the guillotine?

That certainly can't be!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the fate away before Director Chen rushed over.

"Hoo ......"

Director Chen took a deep breath, and his tone was hideous and cold: "The Son of Heaven broke the law, and he is still guilty of the same crime as the common people-I can't afford to offend that Li Jianan, there is always someone who can cure him!" Go, report to the priest. ”

After that, he ordered someone to return with the corpse.

It didn't take long for the entire case file to be placed in front of Xuzhou.

Director Chen stood at the bottom of the hall and didn't say a word.

This fifty-year-old chief torturer is thin, with sharp eyebrows and wrinkles on his face, but those eyes seem to be able to perceive people's hearts.

But at this moment, these eyebrows are tightly wrinkled.

"Li Jianan, Li Jianan...... I told you earlier, that child can't be spoiled or protected......"

The Great Punishment Division ordered Xuzhou to pinch the file and sighed: "Something happened to protect you!" ”

Director Chen raised his head, "Lord Si Ming, what do you mean—"

"What are you doing?"

Xuzhou blew his beard and glared, "Catch someone!" Not to mention how to sentence murder and murder, let's arrest people first! ”

"Yes!" Director Chen handed over his hand and took people away.

On the other side, on the Wanjia Mausoleum.

Yu Chen didn't know much about all this.

He was still tinkering with the nine ghosts he had just obtained, flying around the sky.

Let's say that those four ghost horses are not good people.

At that time, Yu Chen was driving a car, invisible, and dangling in the sky outside the city.

- Even if he can be invisible, he doesn't dare to fly around in the sky of Jinling, after all, there are countless bigwigs in Jinling, and there is no guarantee that he can see the ability to wear invisibility.

So he went to the outskirts.

Coincidentally, a giant eagle that was about to be demonized flew by.

It's nothing, just pass by.

But at this moment, Yu Chen was driving the ghost chariot, and he had just lifted his stealth and wanted to go down to the ground to rest for a while.

Found by the giant eagle!

That's a big deal.

The eagle hissed and slew at it.

Yu Chen was about to drive away, when he saw one of the four ghost horses, stepping on the front hooves, and slammed on the vicious giant eagle, trampling on the skeleton wings of others!

Then I took a bite and ate it raw.

Yu Chen's scalp was numb.

At the end, he snorted and continued to pull the cart as if nothing had happened.

Until dusk.

Yu Chen was still unsatisfied and returned to the Wanjia Mausoleum.

I was about to cook food, and suddenly I had a feeling of foreboding!

Sure enough!

"Grave watcher! Look at the grave! We're here hahahahaha! ”

Yu Chen: "......"

This familiar voice, this coincidental timing, this guy who can rush up the mountain before he moves his chopsticks every time!

Who else could it be?!

Himeoka!

He's coming!

Yu Chen rolled his eyes.

Good guy, this is hiding in Jinling, and you still have to be rubbed off, right?

He sighed and pushed the door open.

I was stunned.

"What's wrong? Not welcome? ”

Ji Qiu put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile.

"I can't imagine that we'll meet again so soon!"

"Let's see...... What's delicious? ”

"Wow! That's a good meal! Are you a rich kid? Is it digging a human grave? ”

"Tsk, and this house, atmosphere! The damn Weishui county government hasn't been repaired that much! ”

“……”

As soon as Ji Qiu went up the mountain, he left there and muttered, without stopping.

After a long time, Yu Chen came back to his senses and buried his head, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"We'll just eat!" Ji Qiu waved his hand, "We'll eat whatever you want!" ”

With that, he sat down at the table, took out a jar of wine, and said, "Blessed are you, the grave keeper!" This is the good wine we stole from the county master! Cellared for decades! ”

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly catch a glimpse of something, and raised his head and asked, "Looking at the grave, what was it just now?" Do you still have people living here? ”

"You're wrong." Yu Chen was busy on the stove and didn't look back.

Ji Qiu didn't care, just took out two bowls and poured wine for himself and Yu Chen.

After a while, four dishes and one soup, all worked!

Braised lion's head!

Steamed big cod!

Dongpo elbow meat!

Stewed old hens

Ended with a duck soup!

Then, Yu Chen took out two plates from the cabinet and poured peanuts on them.

The old man, sit at another table.

Eat happily and drink heartily.

At the end, the wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have five flavors.

Ji Qiu suddenly raised his head, "By the way, the grave watcher, you are the head-picking ghost, right?" ”

(End of chapter)